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Chapter 111 Porcelain!

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    Li Yan didn't watch it either, and just clicked play.

    The bass drum in the Walkman sounded, and the cymbals buzzed crisply.

    Rhythmic percussion accompanied by drums, and the group of corpses in front of me got closer.

    The man lowered his voice, and rang out in a sharp and mild voice.

    "Boiled soybeans burn Osmunda~"

    "The beans are weeping in the cauldron~"

    "It was born from the same root~"

    "Why is it too urgent to meet each other~"

    Li Yan lowered his calf and rushed into the black corpses!

    He wears a windbreaker and wears a dragon in his hand.  Nothing else.

    But it's enough to deal with these things.

    The drums exploded, and a dry, dumb male voice shouted out:

    "Grab a handful of dirt, rub it in a lot, you spit! Spit~, I shed two tears!"

    "Stir and blend, blend and blend, and it will become a thick mud! All together! All together!"

    The voice is rough.

    Style, weird.

    It's a bit like an old poll, and it also has a Beijing flavor of laughing and cursing.

    However, on Li Yan's chest, the chaotic tattoo that had been muted had regained its vitality!

    Li Yan threw two oval golden small pens into the air, and they spun into two black ashigaru, both with 68% Japanese sword specialization.

    Huanlong protruded from the back of a living corpse. Li Yan lunged down with momentum, kicked the ground with his left knee bent 90 degrees, pulled out the sword blade with his palm, twisted his waist, and Huanlong screamed loudly.  , Draw a big silver arc in the air!

    The four living corpses in front of him were cut in half by Huanlong, and the corpses fell to the ground one after another, but there was no flesh and blood.  Instead, the black bamboo strips and torn paper strips inside were exposed.

    paper man?  !

    Li Tou swung the old Huanlong into the throat of a living corpse, Li Yan raised the hilt lightly, and the tip of the sword pierced the corpse's chin through the sky cap.

    Seeing that the female living corpse stopped moving, Li Yan looked intently at its face.

    ? White paper surface, black eye spots, red lip corners, cheek blush.

    Isn't it just a paper doll?

    Two sullen black ashigaru stood behind Li Yan, staring indifferently at the group of paper figurine corpses of about a hundred people in front of them.

    The majestic and ferocious smell spread from Li Yan, and the paper crowd was in a dilemma for a while,

    All ghosts retreat, fierce.

    The suppressor effect is completely ineffective.

    Li Yan was also taken aback by the irritable and sharp sound of the engine resounding through the night.

    Like boiling water pouring snowballs, the living corpses hurriedly retreated to the sides.

    The dazzling headlights made Li Yan close his eyes, and the white van slammed into a rampage, throwing several paper figurine corpses flying, not to mention how many paper figurine corpses crashed under the car, and the slippery tires slammed into the ground.  Bamboo pieces and paper scraps more than two meters high came out.

    The blue painted "stop at any time" on the car is particularly eye-catching.

    Hearing the sound of the engine and tires slipping, Li Yan frowned, and kept pressing the "+" key of the Sony Walkman with his fingers.

    "Come on, let's go! Let's go! Let's go!"

    The roar of the decadent man became louder and louder.

    Seventeen or eighteen villains with bulging muscles and rotten facial features opened the car door and filed down.  A stocky figure with a shovel, a pointed hoe, and even bricks in his hand.  The blood-red pupils were full of cruelty and ferocity.

    Without even thinking about it, Li Yan took out the rpk light machine gun he snatched from the man with the skull tattoo, pulled the trigger and shot it.

    The bullet casings clanged to the ground, and many villains rushed over against a round of bullet screens. The damaged parts of their bodies also exposed red bamboo frames and sticky pieces of paper.

    is also a paper man.

    ¡¾Night Wanderer¡¿

    Suppress all flesh and blood creatures.

    Suppressive effect: Attack speed is reduced by 50%, and the opponent's movement speed is reduced by 50% when fleeing

    Thorn la la la la la la~

    The sound of the blood-stained black shovel dragging on the ground is particularly distinct in the dense drum and bass sounds.  The middle age is singing in high spirits:

    "Brother dei~"

    "Brother dei~"

    "Brother dei~"

    "Brother dei~"

    In the oily and hearty voice of this middle-aged man, all the suppressive effects given by Yan Fu have become?  ?  ?  The words!

    Middle-aged man, no, Liang Ye coughed twice, and spoke in a pompous manner, as if he was imitating the speech made by the leaders of the factory.

    "Well, this comrade is basically good."

     At the very front, the short and sturdy villain let out a roar, and swung the iron shovel stained with brains and blood towards Li Yan's shoulder!

    "However! Due to the lack of strict requirements on oneself, the bourgeoisie's decadent~declining~thoughtsalways play a subtle role in the mind"

    Li Yan stepped forward, and the Huanlong long sword touched the short and thick villain's wrist, and the blade successfully pierced through.  Before Li Yan could relax, an unstoppable force spread to Li Yan's arm. He blunted his body, and the iron shovel, which took off a lot of force, hit his left rib, so that Li Yan's mouthful of old blood could not be blasted out.  !

    Good guy?  !

    "But, ah, we still have to, ah, unite him~"

    Li Yan endured the tumbling of anger and blood, and drew back the Huanlong long sword.

    "Help him~"

    With a flick of his hand, the tiger-headed gun shot out like a platinum shooting star, smashing the villain's head to pieces.

    "Educate him~"

    The villain's body shook for a while, and he collapsed limply.

    "Do you care about him~"

    Many villains roared and rushed forward.

    "We are friends, we are brothers, we are Cici!"

    The song also reached its climax amidst the roar of drums and bass.

    "We are yellow!"

    "We are big!"

    "We are long!"

    "We are black!"

    "Give me a hand, and I will help you~"

    "If you play tricks on me, I will strangle you~"

    The blood-stained iron hoe, the fierce muscles, the blue-painted license plate, the simple Han sword, the cold eyes, the flickering starry lights

    The scorched yellow faces in the sky were distorted. This eerie, weirdly distorted midnight was completely ignited by the decadent middle-aged voice.

    ?The two black ashigaru warriors were submerged among the villains. Li Yan swallowed his blade and shot, and the shovel and pickaxe that were hit with the gun head were smashed into pieces.

    The teeth of the gun.

    Some villains also threw out iron hammers and even red bricks in their hands.  It's just that before it hit Li Yan, it was smashed together with a few pieces of platinum armor that appeared out of thin air around the gun barrel.

    Just body.

    The kick drum and the tom drum are four short and one long, hitting short and powerful.

    Li Yan raised the barrel of his gun to force back the many living corpses, followed up with a wild goose, and swung the spear with his wrist pressed.  In an instant, he swallowed his head and danced wildly!  For a moment, black scraps of paper were flying all over the sky, and the sound of crackling bamboo frames could be heard even more.

    Li Yan took a deep breath, swung his hand round, and the tiger-headed gun was unstoppable, hitting the knees of several villains

    Rhythm cymbals and triangular irons buzzed together, and the villain hit the ground with his head down, his face was covered with flowers.

    pedal~

    The tip of the gun hit the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Regardless of the pain all over his body, Li Yan grabbed the ring dragon from the imprint space and rushed towards several villains carrying broken copper and iron.

    A villain with a hat with a big brim opened his hands and grabbed Li Yan's Huanlong. Several fingers were cut off, but he blocked all of Li Yan's sword paths!

    "Brother dei~"

    Liang Ye shouted.

    Li Yan unconstrainedly let go of the hilt of his sword.  Squatting down, diving and rolling, poking the mandarin duck buckle in the foot with the fancy tricks on the bottom of the Baguazhang leaf, kicking the toe of the villain's crotch, using his strength to kick between his legs, and rubbing his back against the crotch on the ground.  A trail of black oil puddles slid out. Halfway through, the palm of the hand grasped the hilt of the free-falling sword, and turned over with the left hand on the ground, and the sword light swayed.

    Fighting Sword Mother Frame!  The night fire started a prairie fire!

    "Companion brother dei~"

    A head of a red bamboo frame whose paper skin was smashed rolled and hit Li Yan's foot.

    Li Yan stood up lightly, and there were two villains in front of it, tearing the thighs and arms of the black Ashigaru samurai until the two samurai were no longer human.

    The three of them stood in a T-shaped position, speechless for a while.

    The drums in the Walkman slowly subsided, and when the cowbell rang, it was as if a giant was striding forward, and the drums were pounding again!

    Li Yan took a deep breath, and the two villains rushed forward.

    The man let out a long howl in the Walkman.

    "Magnetic device~"

    Round drops of blood dripped.

    Li Yan was half-kneeling, his body and limbs scattered all over his back.  He wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up, unable to hide the fatigue all over his body.

    However, there was no living corpse standing around.

    And the oppressive church in front of him turned into a [?  ?  ?  ?  ?  ¡¿The words.

    The Walkman rustled.

    "Um, brother, what do you think. How do I sing?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com)The film [?  ?  ?  ?  ?  ¡¿The words.

    The Walkman rustled.

    "Um, brother, what do you think. How do I sing?" (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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